Argh! I broke a mug yesterday. I'd spent ages (an hour and a half to be precise) finding out how to close the final two accounts that belonged to my Dad and writing the letters to accompany the necessary documents. I wanted to get the letters into the post before 5:30 pm, so reached into the kitchen cupboard for my keys, fumbled them and they fell onto the draining board, neatly knocking off a mug handle as they did so! Fortunately it was an old mug that had been a freebie from an office supplies place, so not a disaster. Anyway, I did get the letters to the post in time and then walked back the long way round, which involved a steep hill, so I could also tick off my exercise daily on Habitica.